So I took up where I had left off, and the next hour was a larky interlude of laughs and high-intensity moans. I mean I wasn’t even serious about not being serious, if you follow me. She might think I was serious about it, and I wasn’t. I could have explained all this to Jennifer, but didn’t. The world is filled with kvetchers, and I have no desire to join the club. I am an amiable, sunnily tempered chap (and something of an ass, my father would undoubtedly add), and I see no need to concern myself with disasters that may never happen. It hadn’t happened yet, had it? The old world tottered along, and I was content to totter along with it.
In my going-on thirty-seven years I had lived through dire warnings of nuclear catastrophe, global warming, ozone depletion, universal extinction via cholesterol, and the invasion of killer bees.Īfter a while my juices stopped their panicky surge and I realized I was bored with all these screeched predictions of Armageddon due next Tuesday. I POURED A FEW drops of an ’87 Mondavi Chardonnay into her navel and leaned down to slurp it out. Lawrence Sanders CONTENTS McNally’s Secret
McNally’s Secret, McNally’s Luck, and McNally’s Risk And as she sets out to seduce McNally, he’ll have to orchestrate his own scam to uncover the truth. Theodosia herself is the biggest mystery though. McNally’s Risk: Checking out the background of a wealthy client’s prospective daughter-in-law should be easy-but when the people around Theodosia Johnson start being killed off, McNally must expose the murderer. And when McNally uncovers a chilling connection between the two cases, he’s plunged into a psychological game of cat and mouse. Soon, the case of the missing foul-tempered, overweight Persian morphs into the murder of a prominent Palm Beach woman. But, as McNally knows, things are rarely as simple as they seem. McNally’s Luck: McNally’s latest assignment is a simple catnapping. His search thrusts him into a thickening maze of sex, scandal, blackmail, and murder. McNally’s Secret: When Lady Cynthia Horowitz’s priceless 1918 US airmail stamps go missing from her plantation-style mansion, McNally unearths a shocking secret that could expose his own family’s skeletons. In these three witty novels, he’s paid to make discreet inquiries for Palm Beach’s elite-who are rarely what they seem. Only occasionally does he get around to doing actual work as a part-time investigator for his father’s law firm. Privileged bachelor Archy McNally enjoys sipping late-night port with his girlfriend of the moment and tooling around South Florida in his red Miata sports car.
A playboy PI becomes entangled with passion, murder, and unabashed greed in these three adventures by the #1 New York Times –bestselling author.
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